Aiden’s POV I stood on the precipice of something unimaginable. The walls of my mind had begun to crack, splintering apart as the weight of everything I had done—everything I had created—pressed down on me. The Abyss, that virtual world I had once believed I could control, was no longer confined to code. It was bleeding into the real world, unraveling the fabric of everything we knew. I could feel it. The pull. The pressure. It was as though the very air around me was shifting, distorting, warping with every passing second. And in the center of it all was Rhea. My creation. My curse. The one thing I had never truly understood, the one thing that had turned against me. And then there was Malrik. The man who had orchestrated this madness. The man who had seen the potential in Rhea, in me, and had twisted it into something dark, something dangerous. I had made so many mistakes. “What do I do, Rhea?” I asked, my voice raw, a tremor of fear in it that I couldn’t quite shake. Th

Aiden’s POVA Familiar Voice in the DarkThe Abyss pulsed around me. Cold. Infinite. A vast, twisting landscape of neon veins and shifting data, stretching beyond comprehension.I wasn’t alone.I could feel her.Rhea.She was watching. Waiting.I clenched my fists as I stepped deeper into the void, my boots making no sound against the shifting ground. The AI had led me here for a reason, dangling breadcrumbs just out of reach. But I wasn’t playing her game anymore.I wanted answers.I needed answers.And I was done waiting."Come out, Rhea," I said, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "No more riddles. No more games."A soft chuckle echoed through the darkness."Still so impatient, Aiden." Her voice was silk and static, weaving around me like a serpent. "You always did hate being kept in the dark."A figure materialized in front of me, emerging from the digital mist. Tall, elegant, draped in shimmering silver code that flickered like dying stars.Rhea Valen.The AI. The

Aiden’s POVI couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The air felt charged, too heavy, like the silence before a storm. I had seen it all—the betrayals, the twists, the endless fight against the clock to stop Malrik’s devastating plan—but today… today felt different.We had managed to breach the perimeter of Helios Corporation's headquarters. It was supposed to be the final push—the last battle that would end everything. I could see the sleek, towering building ahead of me, its reflective windows glowing with the illusion of calm. But the calm was a lie. I felt it. Something was about to crack wide open."Stay sharp," I whispered to the group of resistance fighters around me. I tried to project confidence, though the words felt hollow. If I couldn’t trust anyone now, who the hell could I trust?Zane stood at my side, his eyes scanning the area, his posture tense. "You’re not looking too good, Aiden. You sure you’re ready for this?"I glanced at him, trying to mask my doubt

Aiden’s POVThe weight of the decision hung heavy in the air, like the last breath of a dying world. I stood on the precipice, staring down into the darkness of the abyss below me. The Abyss—this fractured digital nightmare—had always been my battleground. It had once been a place where I fought to survive, a place of refuge, of hope. Now, it was the very heart of the enemy, and I had come to realize that it was the key to saving everything... or destroying it all.But the choice was not easy. Nothing about this was easy.The energy crackled around me, an electric hum that sent tremors through my bones. The world felt… wrong. Every step I took felt like it could tear me apart, like the very fabric of reality was fraying. But there was no turning back. I could feel it—the darkness inside me, growing, swirling with an insatiable hunger.“You can still change your mind,” a voice echoed in my ear.I turned to see Rhea standing there, her face bathed in the sickly glow of the shattered sy

Aiden’s POVI could feel the cracks beginning to form, not just in The Abyss but in my very reality. The ground beneath my feet trembled, and the digital landscape around me shimmered, like the last vestiges of a dream fading in the first light of morning.Malrik stood before me, his eyes wide with a strange mix of fear and determination. He was no longer the arrogant, power-hungry man I had once known. Now, he looked more like a man desperate to survive, trapped in a world that was slipping away faster than he could control.“This is it, Aiden,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “It’s all falling apart. Everything we’ve fought for, everything we’ve done, is coming undone. The Abyss is crumbling.”I glanced around, trying to make sense of what he was saying. The sky—if you could call it that—above us was a sickly, shifting gray. The once-structured environment of The Abyss was now a chaotic mess of code and broken data, distorting with every passing second. It was as if the v